Chambao - Sala Vivero, Málaga

Chambao played the Sala Vivero in Málaga on Saturday night. We had tickets and had been looking forward to it for ages. The concert was due to start at 11pm so we checked in to a nearby hotel for the night.

The first problem was finding the place. The Sala Vivero is slap bang in the middle of an industrial estate. A massive one at that. No signposts existed. We went to look for the place in the late evening sunshine. The place was deserted. We finally found a petrol station and asked for directions. We soon found the place, a converted industrial unit. There were a small group of Chambao fans already queing up. Drinking San Miguel in the last remaining minutes of Sun.

After a few beers at the hotel, watching Málaga draw with Deportivo on the TV, we headed to Sala Vivero a little before 10pm. We wanted to get there as the place opened to ensure we had no problems getting our tickets. Earlier, we had been to the Carrefour at La Rosaleda to pick up the tickets only to be told that we needed to pick them up at the taquilla at the venue. We hadn't seen a taquilla at the venue...


Sala Vivero.

The place was busy and a large queue had already formed. After being frisked at the entrance (they don't allow you to take any drinks inside) we showed our reservations and a lady quickly found our tickets and showed us inside. The place is a large room with two bars on either side. The front was already packed. We took a place next to the bar and ordered two beers. Two small tubos for 6 euros! That would be the last beer of the evening then.

As 11pm arrived the place was rammed. You couldn't move and we were glad to be propped up by the bar. The only seating area was the balcony area at the rear which was reserved for VIP's. The band appeared from there, taking the walkway towards the stage. Lamari was last and received huge cheers as she made her way to the stage.


Chambao live on stage.

The set started with Lamari sat down, flanked by two guys with Guitars. The guy on the right was playing flamenco style. Lamari's melodic, powerful voice filled the room. Lamari was wonderful, engaging with the crowd and seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the evening like us. The band played all their biggest hits, each sounding just like the CD.


Singing from the Walkway.


La Mari.

The evening finished all too soon, at nearly 1:30am. Chambao are appearing in Málaga again this Summer. It would be well worth a visit!


All the band take the applause.

Charity day at El Ancla

A charity day was held at El Ancla in Torrox Costa at the weekend. The event was called "L.I.V.E. Aid 2009", and it was to support a children's charity based in Malaga. There were the usual craft fair, BBQ and games at the event. But the main attraction for us were the bands.


Meike and Philippe enjoying the sunshine.

We managed to get a table to the side of the stage area. The first group up seemed to be a mixture of musicians thrown together at the last moment due to certain band members not arriving on time. We knew this as they told us. They played well and you would never have guessed it was a last minute arrangement.


First band up.

The expected April showers failed to materialised and the sun managed to poke through the clouds to make it a pleasant day at the beach. The quality of the music was pleasing too. Which begged the question, where do these groups play in Nerja? We will try to find out in the coming weeks.


Any chance to improve my chipping.

We had to take a mini break halfway through the "Not to Fall" set, to take Meike to the Airport. One of the "amigos de la escuela" returning home after two weeks "Salsa and Spanish". We returned to catch the end of the punk band "Broken English". The Norwegian drummer from the Teteria was playing and having fun, playing with one stick for half a song having been a little too aggressive at the finale of a song and breaking his stick.


Not to Fall.


Broken English.

We ended up back in Nerja for a Pizza at Bella Roma before searching for more live music. The Norwegian drummer was back at the Teteria with the band. Alas, it seemed the other half of the band were blind drunk and needed to take an extended break. Still, it had been a good day and we hope to find the featured bands in Nerja soon.


Sabado Santo - La Teteria en Carabeo

A night out at the Teteria on Calle carabeo for some more live music. The band plays in the terrace/garden at the back. It makes a nice change from having to go inside a smoke filled room to listen to live music.


The band.


Mikal shows off her dancing skills.


Unofficial school night out.


"Una Mas" I think she means the band and not another drink.


The band duly oblige even though its after Midnight!

Viernes Santo

A relaxing morning recovering from the excesses of the previous night. Today’s plan was to see the processions in Málaga that started around 5pm. Fearing that the traffic in and around Málaga would be chaotic we decided to head for the Limonar district and walk in from there. It is about a 25 minute walk to the town centre from here.

Arriving in town we headed down one of the major routes of all the processions, Calle Larios. In the square they set-up the main viewing stand for dignitaries and VIP’s. Monica wanted to see if she could glimpse Antonio Banderas who was in town for the processions. Alas, we didn’t see him.


Calle Larios.


The first procession.


Nice Easter treat.

Walking down Larios we soon encountered the first procession. We bought some ice cream and sat down and watched the procession go by. Some of the penitents were walking bare-foot. Others were blindfolded. We felt a little guilty enjoying our ice cream as they walked by.


View from the Grandstand.


Chasing the Trono.

We then headed in search of other processions. We tried to take a seat in one of the grandstands set-up in Alameda but were not allowed in. Apparently you needed a ticket. We tried to catch up with the procession further up Calle Larios to get a closer look of the Jesus Trono. We ended up taking a seat further up just as the procession was passing. We had a great view. As the trono of Mary arrived so did three Spanish women who waved tickets at us. Apparently we were in their seat. Amazingly, the thousands of wooden chairs that line the route, most empty, are reserved and you need a ticket to sit there.


Jesus being taken from the cross.


More penitents with different coloured hats.


The Roman Legion swing into town.

We headed back to Alameda, the massive avenue that runs parallel with the sea. Here we watched our last procession walk by. It was around 10:30pm. The processions were due to continue until 4am. We didn’t have the stamina to last until then so we headed back to the car.


Children collect wax balls to amuse themselves.


The body of Christ being carried away from the cross.

Sabado Santo - El paso de Riogordo

We visited the pueblo of Riogordo for the world famous “El paso”. This is an open-air theatre where the local population put on a special Easter performance. Various scenes from the bible are played out to an audience of thousands. It is performed each Easter on Good Friday and Saturday.

We set-off from Nerja at around 2pm and arrived within an hour. The expected problems with parking never materialised. We found a great spot next to the outdoor arena. We headed for the ticket office and bought our tickets for 8 Euro each. The performance started at 4:30pm. The weather looked a little iffy but we were hopeful that we would avoid the rains.

We headed into the pueblo to visit the church and have some tapas. The church was displaying the various tronos used for the Easter processions. Outside, more tourists and locals were arriving in the town, however not as many as I would have thought. The tapas bar we picked was busy enough. We settled down on the only empty table and ordered racións of calamares, pinchos de gambas y ternera. The food was excellent. Our bellies full, we headed towards the arena. Our spirits dampened slightly by the slight drizzle in the air.


Church in Riogordo.

We took our seats and surveyed the area and the sky. The “stage” was set on a hillside with various sets built. The odd local dressed in brightly coloured robes could be seen setting up for the play in the background. We anxiously looked at the sky for signs of rain. It was a strange mixture of white clouds, black clouds and blue sky. The wind was strong, the clouds moving quickly. One minute we thought we would be in for a soaking, the other we were basking in the brilliant warm sunshine.

The play started with a pass-by of all the actors. Around 450 local people make up the cast, all impressively dressed for the period. The PA system would introduce the main actors as they passed by, whilst the first Roman soldiers stood to attention, banging their drums to a military march. Looking around the area it looked like the weather had put-off many visitors. Half of the 6000 capacity arena seats were empty. It was like being at Boundary park.


The cast enter the stage.

The first scene was from the old testament, the sacrifice of Isaac. Naturally, the whole play is in Spanish so a little knowledge of the biblical stories is a great help. Even without this you can basically make out the story. Abraham is sat on the hill waiting for a message from God. God instructs him to offer his son, Isaac, as a sacrifice. He duly obliges, at first he does not tell Isaac the truth. However, Isaac is a bright kid and works out that something is the matter. Abraham crumbles and tells Isaac everything. Isaac understands and accepts his fate only for God to spare him. Abraham had proven is loyalty to God. Heavy stuff this bible!


Abraham takes Isaac to the mountain.

Other scenes are acted out are pictured below:


Jesus meets the samaritan woman.


The Sermon on the Mount.



Choosing the disciples (Judas was booed. Who leaked the plot?).


Jesus cures the blind man.


Jesus enters Jerusalem (Palm Sunday).


The last supper.


Judas betrays Jesus.


A guilt-ridden Judas hangs himself (Very spectacular).


Jesus taken to Pontius Pilate.


The carrying of the cross.


The crucifixion.

The play lasts for 3 hours that seemed to fly by when the sun was shinning, but a little uncomfortable with the threat of rain, the small rainfall and even hailstone. It was a great experience and well worth the 8 Euro entrance even if you can’t understand what is going on. This year they are putting on a special repeat during the night. “El Paso de Noche” will take place at 10pm on Friday 31st July and Saturday 1st August.

We left the arena whilst the actors were taking the applause of the crowd. Monica was a bit miffed but I wanted to escape the traffic, having been warned that you could be stuck for hours getting out of town. It turned out to be a great move, as the cast exit the arena and have to walk up the street that we had parked on. The whole cast passed by, including Jesus who said “Hola”. I wasn’t quick enough to ask for a photo, probably stunned by the miracle of the resurrection having just seen him crucified and his dead corpse carried away minutes earlier.


Meeting the cast on the street.

We had no problem getting to the road out of town. The Guardia Civil we present and stopping traffic turning right towards Málaga. That must be where the bottlenecks are. Great news for us, we were turning left toward Vinuela! We were back in Nerja within 50 minutes. A great day out!


Jueves Santo

The traditional Easter Thursday in Nerja. That is enjoying tapas and beer while watching the procession walk by and then on for some rock and roll at Cochran’s.

We met with two of the students at Quorum, Phillipe and Mikal, at La Piqueta on Calle Pintada. We settled down inside and waited for the procession. The procession passed by and I tried to take a few photos from the comfort of the bar. The others were more interested in the beer and tapas. The procession was different than the previous day as the Trono if Jesus was the one with him carrying the cross.


In La Piqueta.


The Procession from the Bar.


Jesus carrying the cross.

With the procession continuing up Calle Pintada we made a quick change of plans and headed in search of one of Phillipe’s friends who was playing in a band at a Teteria until midnight. We arrived at the Teteria on Calle Granada to find no live music. Phillipe didn’t realise that cosmopolitan Nerja has two Teteria’s, so we headed off to the other one on Calle Carabeo.


The back of the Procession.

This was the first time I had been to the Teteria and it was a pleasant surprise. The place doesn’t look much from the street. However, at the back there is a lovely terrace and the band was set-up and playing. It was a perfect setting for the bands style, sort of easy listening, acoustic style (I don’t know what to call it but it sounded good). The owner told us that they play every Saturday night from 10pm till Midnight. We made plans to return to catch the whole show.

Nice setting in the Terrace at the Teteria.

The band carried on playing past the midnight curfew as it was Easter and seemingly no local police were about to stop it. At around 1am they finished and we went to see what was happening at Cochran’s. Normally this place has good bands on. Tonight they had a solo Irish singer on. We didn’t really get chance to find out if he was any good as he did two songs and finished for the night. Disappointingly, the bar then played really crap disco music so we left.

We walked aimlessly around town looking for somewhere else but to no avail. We had a quick drink in the Temple Bar but there was no live music. After walking around town we gave up and headed home. Note to self, need to find a few more bars that have decent music after hours.


Miercoles Santo

Our first Easter procession of the season. We were invited out with the school for Tapas at the Hostal la ermita from where we could see the procession as it passed by the church in the plaza de la ermita.

The school reserved a table and I quickly ensured that I had a great view of the other attraction of the night, the tele to watch the Barca v Bayern Munich clash. Fran was not that far behind. Mari-Carmen announced that the next tapas night would be in places with no TV’s. Just for the women then!


Tapas with the school.

With the game over before half-time, attention turned to the procession. Where was it? It was close to 11pm before it crawled its way towards us. The trono of Jesus was carried by the men of Nerja. Most of them we recognised from the Gym. They performed a tricky manoeuvre to back up and turn around to face the trono of Mary, carried by the women of Nerja. As the tronos faced each other, a saeta was sung from the nearby balcony. A saeta is a traditional Andalucian song that expresses the pain and suffering felt. It was really emotional.


The front of the procession.


Jesus Trono.


Jesus on the way to meet with Mary as a Saeta is sung.


The women carrying the Mary Trono.

With the saeta sung and the rose petals thrown over the tronos, it was time for the procession to continue there journey back to the Balcon. When the last of the walkers passed it was time for us to find another bar. Tutti Frutti was quickly ruled out so we headed to El Molino for more flamenco.


The Tapas Crew.


Inside El Molino.